…you look down at your forearm while typing and realize that you have eight separate scratches and puncture marks that you can’t exactly place the origin of, but you have a vague memory of one of your cats rabbit-kicking your hand in a way that seemed adorable at the time.

No photo of the arm in question because (a) it’s actually a little scary looking and (b) I have freaky skinny forearms.

Can I interest you in a photo of the cats instead? The serial killer in question is on the right.